The blazing flames shot straight into the sky. Along with the blessings from relatives and friends, they were all offered to Mu Yuan who had entered the cycle of reincarnation.
The three men looked at each other, clenched their fists, and vowed solemnly.
"Don't worry. We'll take good care of Qu Yue and the baby for you."
The four of them gazed into the distance to bid farewell until the soul - guiding banner was completely burned.
However, grief still lingered among them for a long time and couldn't fade away like dust in the wind.
The broken clouds rolled up the moon. Mu Wang wiped away his tears, turned around, and bowed deeply to the others. "Thank you for accompanying my brother on his last journey."
A sincere thank - you could always touch people's hearts.
Qu Yue was sobbing loudly. Her petite figure trembled. For a moment, a twinge of pity welled up in his heart.
She shouldn't cry so miserably.
Qu Yue was so beautiful that she should always smile.
When she smiled, her eyes would curve like a bridge, filled with the light of dewdrops, infecting everyone's hearts.
Mu Wang stepped on the moonlight and walked up to Qu Yue. Just as he was about to reach out to wipe the tears off her face, he suddenly came to his senses.
What was he doing...
His hand suddenly changed direction and snapped his fingers in front of Qu Yue. He even added a taunt, "You look so ugly when you cry."
Qu Yue stopped the action of wiping her tears with both hands.
She looked up in disbelief. The teardrops were hanging on her long eyelashes, about to fall but not.
Her eyes were blood - shot from crying hard, and there were tear stains all around them, which was extremely pitiful.
She never expected that Mu Wang would dislike her so much.
Even mourning for his brother would be considered ugly.
Anger flared up in an instant. She glared at Mu Wang. "Then don't look at me!"
After saying that, she ran away to a position five or six meters away from Mu Wang.
Wen Wuyou was happy to see this and sneered, "It seems that Yue'er really isn't in favor with Young Master Mu the Second."
Qu Yue could tell that he was mocking her. Her tear - filled eyes were moist, as if they could burst into a flood with a little squeeze.
She didn't know how to reply and could only stare at Wen Wuyou like this.
Even in the plain white mourning clothes, he still looked unruly and charming. With a smile, he was radiant. "Then I'll have to accompany you back to the Marquis Mansion."
Qu Yue had to admit that Wen Wuyou was the most good - looking person she had ever seen.
Even the top courtesan in the flower house just now was not as beautiful as him.
Qu Yue couldn't help but be curious. How could such a person go to battle and kill the enemy?
By seduction?
In Qu Yue's mind, she had already unconsciously imagined his demonic and charming face confusing all the opponents on the battlefield.
Just like she was captivated by the flower cakes just now.
Speaking of flower cakes.
Qu Yue slapped her forehead. How could she forget such an important thing?
She called out to Wen Wuyou who was walking out, and then summoned Ning Yanzhi who was as cold as frost. Mu Wang, feeling that he had said something wrong, took the initiative to walk up to the three of them.
Qu Yue glanced at him. There was a look of hesitation on her beautiful face.
He said she was ugly and even wanted her life to be buried with his brother. She should have not shared the flower cakes with him.
But... just take it as a thank - you for that bowl of medicinal soup.
After eating this cake, they could fight and compete as they pleased.
Qu Yue successfully comforted herself. She took out the wrapped flower cakes, unfolded the lotus leaf, and showed them to the three men.
There were still tear stains on her face from just crying. When she forced a smile, she looked extremely cute and soft. "Eat them quickly before they get cold!"
The three men didn't move.
They were all pretending, waiting for Qu Yue to distribute them actively.
After all, they had already agreed not to eat on the way. It would be hard to explain if they took them now.
But if Qu Yue distributed them actively, since they had just sworn in front of Mu Yuan's tomb that they would take good care of her, including her feelings.
Although they had different personalities, their hearts were beating chaotically in an extremely consistent way at this moment.
Who would Qu Yue give the first cake to?
This clearly didn't mean anything, but they just cared.
Who would be her first choice.
Qu Yue held the cakes out and scanned the three upright men with her clear eyes. "Don't you... like them?"
Their silence was like a lightning bolt, flashing through her mind.
She slapped her forehead, and there was a look of annoyance in her bright eyes. "I forgot!"
The three men's frowned eyebrows relaxed, and they slightly hooked their lips in relief. This stupid head was sometimes quite sensible.
They held their breath and waited for Qu Yue to distribute the cakes. Even the hands hanging by their sides were faintly sweating.
Every move of Qu Yue was like a slow - motion shot, teasing their eyes.
She picked up a flower cake.
She temporarily put the other cakes in the lotus leaf on the ground.
She raised her hand.
She turned around and ran away.
Wait... wait!
The pupils of the three men dilated. She ran away?!
The next second, they saw that charming figure running towards Mu Yuan without hesitation. She placed the flower cake in front of his tombstone.
Ha! Look, she actually gave the first cake to Mu Yuan.
The three men puffed out their cheeks. An indescribable feeling spread from the bottom of their hearts, like the sour smell of an overturned vinegar jar filling the sky.
But actually, this was the right thing to do.
Wasn't it?
She cared about Mu Yuan and always put him first. Even after his death, she would remain chaste for him.
As Mu Yuan's brothers, they should be fucking glad for him.
This Qu Yue was at least not an ungrateful person.
But, fucking hell, it was so annoying.
Although the three men didn't show it on their faces, for some reason, they inexplicably felt annoyed and jealous towards this dead friend.
Qu Yue only felt a chill running down her back. Since it was already late, she didn't dare to stay any longer. She patted the cold tombstone and trotted back to the three men.
She saw the untouched flower cakes on the ground and asked again, "Don't you like them?"
The three men's lips moved. They wanted to eat but remembered their promise to their brother and were also jealous that Qu Yue had given the first cake to Mu Yuan. In the end, they didn't say a single word.
Qu Yue pursed her lips. "Then I won't force you."
She carefully wrapped up the flower cakes. "Thank you for your hard work today. Let's go back."
They walked in silence all the way.
Ning Yanzhi wasn't on the same way as the others, so he left the group first.
Wen Wuyou had been staying in the Mu Mansion recently, so it was natural for him to follow Qu Yue.
The night was deep and the dew was heavy. There were still paper money on the ground outside the Marquis Mansion where the funeral had just been held. The silver moonlight cast a faint mist, making it seem a bit eerie.
Qu Yue hunched her back and couldn't help rubbing her arms.
"Scared?"
Wen Wuyou's half - teasing question came from behind.
Qu Yue was so frightened that she trembled. She bit her lip hard to stop herself from screaming.
She turned around and looked at Wen Wuyou seriously. Her pretty face was full of annoyance. "Don't scare me."
She thought she looked fierce, but in Wen Wuyou's eyes, it was just a coquettish act.
Mu Wang felt uncomfortable seeing Qu Yue talking to someone else.
He clicked his tongue impatiently. "If you're so timid, why don't you walk faster?"
Qu Yue's face turned pale. She didn't dare to say another word and quickly quickened her pace and stepped into the Mu Mansion.
Wen Wuyou smiled and glanced at Mu Wang.
The latter was busy knocking on the door and didn't notice.
As soon as the servant opened the door, a solemn atmosphere rushed towards them, making people tremble with fear.
The three of them stepped in and saw that every servant who hadn't gone to bed had a solemn expression on their faces. They were all bowing their heads and doing their own work, not daring to make a sound.
The overly strange and solemn atmosphere indicated that something must have happened in the Marquis Mansion before.
A cold chill wrapped around Qu Yue's body along her spine, and her heart suddenly sank.
She widened her eyes and rushed towards her own courtyard like the wind.
"Liu Xu!"